Tag: discouragement

This Desert Holds a Song

When you’re in a desert, you most likely don’t think about singing.

You think about how hot it is. You think about how thirsty you are. You think about how amazing a sip of water would taste. You wonder why you are where you are and how you got there. You think about GETTING OUT of the desert.

Singing just isn’t the first thing that comes to mind.

The past several months have been difficult for me. I’ve had up’s and down’s, but overall it’s felt like a dry, barren desert.

I lost someone that I love. I feel “stuck” and without clear direction. Each day is a battle with anxiety and discouragement. I take a few steps forward, only to falter and fall on my face.

But God has been faithful. Although I continue to fall, He lifts me up and gives me the strength to keep going.

And I pray that in the midst of it I will find a song.

I want to focus on the good things! The many blessings that God has given me. The way He has provided, opened doors, and answered prayers. And most of all, I want to focus on who He is and the relationship that I am able to enjoy with Him.

There is a song…it’s entitled “Soar,” by Meredith Andrews. Each time I hear it, God reaches out to me and reminds me that He sees where I am and what I’m going through. He will clear my path and make a way. He will break the strongholds in my life. He will keep every single one of His promises. And – most importantly – He is with me through everything I face.

If you have a moment, I would encourage you to listen to the words of this song. Be reminded that God is with You and that nothing you encounter is too difficult for Him.

And in the midst of our deserts, let us choose to sing. ❤

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Gold in the Rubble

A flood once washed away a poor man’s home and mill, taking with it everything he owned in the world. He stood at the scene of his great loss, brokenhearted and discouraged. Yet after the waters had subsided, he saw something shining in the riverbanks that the flood had washed bare. “It looks like gold,” he said. And it was gold. The storm that had impoverished him had made him rich. So it is oftentimes in life.

Henry Clay Trumbull

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Weighed Down

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I’m feeling fairly anxious today. Different things have happened, and just the cares of everyday life are pulling me down. It’s like I’m trapped under a pile of fall leaves, unable to uncover myself. The leaves are light in weight–in that, the situations that cause me to worry are not large in magnitude. But when they all collide on top of one another, and on top of me, they make it very difficult to breathe.

I have had so many ideas for posts to write for my blog recently, but I have had to settle for writing the ideas down, and hoping to flesh them out when I have more time. This makes me sad, because I like to write about things when they’re fresh in my mind, so that I can hopefully capture all of the details and meaning involved. But the ideas, as well, have been piling up, and I haven’t been able to return to them.

I was blessed with being nominated for two awards for my blog yesterday (my first ever awards), and I was SO incredibly excited. I started to complete the necessary tasks for accepting the awards, but ran out of time and was not able to finish them and get them posted. This makes me sad, as well. It was something that gave me such great joy, and yet I couldn’t find the time to express that in my blog. I will finish these posts, but as of right now it just hasn’t happened.

It’s so easy for the cares of life to weigh you down. It’s so easy for everything to pile up and suffocate you. But somehow, I know there must be a way to manage it all.

I’m thankful for the walk that I was able to take today with Daisy–the air was fresh and crisp, and it rejuvenated me. I love being out in nature; and I love seeing Daisy happy. It was so cute to watch her jump in some of the piles of leaves that were amassed on the side of the road. It made me smile. 🙂 I need to grab onto that smile, and hopefully it will carry me through the rest of the day.

But I know that ultimately God is the One who will–who already IS–carrying me through. I want to control everything and make sure that it works out all right, but this is my Father’s job–and He is an expert. He can and will orchestrate the details of my life in such a way that will bring about His best for me and my family. My job is to trust…and to let go.